Ahhh...it's been awhile since I've been blogging. Perhaps it's time to
change from the Weekender Moo to the Once In A Blue Moon (if you're
lucky) Moo. But regularly blogging is not the hardest thing.
I'm sure there's going to be other things that come later that are
hard but this seems insurmountable at the moment. I never thought that
this would be as hard as it is...but it is.
I can't seem to bring myself to leave the house with baby.
When you put that in type, geez, it sounds like I have a condition or
some phobia. I never thought that I'd be one of these people who's
life would stop once baby came.
But it has. Well, for the time being anyway.
Doing anything ordinary seems hard. Anything ordinary is
extraordinary. Having a shower, cooking a meal, sleep...oh how I miss
sleep. Like they say, you don't realise how much you miss something
till it's gone.
But still, that isn't as hard as leaving the house.
I've gone out with mom + baby and hubby + baby but not just me + baby.
I don't know what it is...maybe it's the fear of not being able to
handle her...or of breastfeeding in a strange place...I don't know.
But I must do it. Mom will be going home soon...so I have a deadline...
Can I do it?